Read the excerpt from The Odyssey. He saw the townlands
and learned the minds of many distant men,
and weathered many bitter nights and days
in his deep heart at sea, while he fought only
to save his life, to bring his shipmates home.
But not by will nor valor could he save them,
for their own recklessness destroyed them all—
children and fools, they killed and feasted on
the cattle of Lord Helios, the Sun,
and he who moves all day through heaven
took from their eyes the dawn of their return.
Of these adventures, Muse, daughter of Zeus,
tell us in our time, lift the great song again.

What can be learned about the ancient Greeks from this excerpt? Check all that apply.

They established the first democratic government.
They contributed to art, science, and philosophy.
They valued perseverance, bravery, and strength.
They believed the gods were active in people’s lives.
They emphasized the importance of physical fitness.

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Which is the best strategy for responding to counter-arguments in your persuasive research essay? a. avoid addressing opinions that point out flaws in your thesis. b. use language that will appeal to the emotions of your audience. c. respond to reasonable outlooks instead of weak ones. d. ignore any evidence that does not support your own thesis

3.2.) quizanalyze the meanings of words read this passage: this year my little sister rocked straight as, made great saves as the goalie of her lacrosse team, and even became the president of her fifth-grade class. this kid is a ball of energy, but she still has time to crack goofy jokes with her big sister. what is the tone of this passage? o a. serious o b. jealous o c. impressed o d. tired

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream